Wonderkind

She took a tentative sip before blinking rapidly.

“Whoa.”

 

She was cupping the mug between her two hands.

“Zerras, you have done something amazing here,” she said appreciatively, resting her head on his shoulder.

 

“A genius,” she murmured quietly, slipping under his arm.

 

“It most certainly is,” she interjected, looking up at him defiantly. “You’re an actual genius.”

 

She took another sip of the cocoa, waving her hand vaguely.

"It doesn't matter. You're a genius."

 

"But you're a genius enough to know it makes no sense," she said, nodding approvingly as she looked up at him. She paused before laughing.

"You have such lovely eyes."

 

She receded a little, folding her hands in her lap.

“I‘m sorry. I promise I’m not being disingenuous,” she said quietly. “It’s just stuff I’ve wanted to tell you but haven’t been allowed to.”

 

She looked up at him, her face softening as she reached out.

“You do have nice eyes.”

 

She rested her head against his chest.

"We should probably start moving..."

 

She pulled away from him, standing and stretching her arms.